Elegy For A Little Dog

        --Harley, a Lhasa apso

Under the dream eyelids where you live now
I see you beneath birches standing watch
Good traveler with your plumed tail
Head high, your Tibetan smile
(That way you had of hinting
Next joy and next)
I promise we’re still in love
Here between waves
In the stones of the field
O still in love with you
So not forgetting
Your unbounded prance
Which was silly
In the way of those
Who truly live

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